Dream Weaver

Having recently fallen in love (with myself), I find that I am just as giddy as I was when I had my first crush.  Seems silly, I know... I am 43 (and a half) and what kinda way is this to act?  But, I find myself fantasizing and in this case, quite literally, dreaming of the days, months, even years ahead--time spent with myself.  John Denver had it right when he penned the lyrics, "...it turns me on to think of growing old..."

So in the dream that I just arose from, I was surrounded in "old" stuff.  Fascinating "old" stuff!  Some things I recognized, like my great-grandmother's banquette table and silverware, my grandmother's wooden doll, a colorized family photo of my father at the age of one with his parents set in a vintage octagonal frame with the original concave glass, etc.  But some things I did not yet know or recognize as my own.  For instance, the setting for this dream was an old and unfamiliar beach cottage.  Aside from the antiques I recognized, were others that I must have gathered from my future travels...  a Murano glass lamp, a Moroccan rug, Russian stacking dolls, etc.

Now the realist in me would have me believe that the beach cottage image was obviously there because I just spent the day at the beach, and I am in the process of giving my own home a "costal cottage" makeover; the Murano lamp probably originated in my mind after receiving a hand-me-down lamp from a friend; the Moroccan rug was residual envy of my mother's Moroccan rug; and the Russian stacking dolls can be possibly linked to the last House Hunters International that I watched.  But I'd like to BELIEVE that my dream was foreshadowing a future of travels.  I envision acquiring that lamp while window shopping in Rome--after all, I did toss a coin in the Trevi Fountain on my first trip!  I envision purchasing the Moroccan rug while on a cruise with a special beau.  And the Russian Stacking dolls are a gift from that beau!

So much living to do in such a short amount of time...  time borrowed and so much appreciated.  Perhaps one day I will be fortunate enough to share this pent up LOVE with a soul as passionate and appreciative as my own.  Now THAT would be icing on the cake.  But until then, I will continue to live, love, and dream.